Chapter 1084 Chapter 1084: Confusion of civil and military affairs (Thirteen) [Please vote for me]
There are constant shouts of killing all around, and the figures are indistinguishable from each other.
All the noises and sounds did not reach Wu Xian’s ears at all.
His brain felt as if someone had been hit with a hammer, the pain was so painful that it was numb, and there was only an endless buzzing in his ears. Shocked to the point of speechlessness, he lost the ability to speak and think for a moment, and the taunting sentence kept repeating itself. He gritted his teeth, and his raised fingers shook into chaff: "You, you actually - fooled me!"
Wu Xian's personal guards and generals also reacted, drew their swords and pointed them at the national division, and He was surrounded by people, so it was expected that he would have trouble flying. The Imperial Master was not afraid of such a huge battle. He lowered his head slightly and let a few strands of silver-white hair pass through his eyes, slightly covering up the sarcasm deep in his pupils. The Imperial Master looked at everyone with a very interesting look, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant, stupid, wild monkeys with undeveloped hair. He opened his lips and laughed mercilessly at Wu Xian: "You have no brains, are you qualified to be called a loner in front of me?"
Wu Xian felt a tightness in his chest and his eyes were about to burst.
Tong Ling’s big eyes almost bulged out of their sockets with anger.
He raised his hand to cover his chest, and the blood all over his body rushed to Tianling Gai under the influence of anger, and his blood vessels were about to explode! Wu Xian could only endure it again and again, trying hard to swallow the blood rising in his throat. He said in a hoarse voice: "What on earth do you want to do? Gu Gu trusts you so much in vain. He promised to make the Eternal Life Sect the state religion after the completion of the matter. He appointed you as the national teacher of Gao Guo. He promised to let you preach scriptures and sermons in the country. All these things, Gu Gu asked himself and already came up with The utmost sincerity, why are you still not satisfied? Who are you?”
Wu Xian was so angry that he didn’t think it was Shen Tang.
His "friend of Tang Di" is also a victim now.
Only "when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins" can explain it. Wu Xian was only angry and unwilling at this moment. He wanted to know which bastard became this "fisherman"! He will use all the strength of the country to raise the ashes of the eighteenth generation of the other party's ancestors!
The Imperial Master's eyes swept across the battlefield indifferently.
I don’t know what past events came to mind, and smiled coldly: "You ask me why I am not satisfied? Why do I want to betray you? Ask me who I am? Oh, are you all solitary and widowed? Do you have the same habit of only asking the same question when you are about to die? Why do you ask these questions? Why not find the reason in yourself? No minister suddenly has the desire to kill his master. It is naturally because the master has done something wrong and there is a way to kill him. Don't ask the ministers, ask yourself. ”
For some reason, these words gave Wu Xian goosebumps.
He also knew a little about the origin of the Imperial Preceptor. Naturally, he also knew who the previous leader of the Imperial Preceptor was and how he died in mysterious circumstances.
The connotation of the other party's words made him dare not think too much.
I’m afraid Wu Xian didn’t say this to him.
Wu Xian panted heavily, clearing away all the unnecessary thoughts in his mind. His eyes were as firm as a rock, and he shouted: "Kill him!"
No matter what reason the Imperial Master put himself in, Together, Wu Xian can't let him continue to live. The old guy will die today!
In this regard, the national teacher just disdained.
Remind him: "Master Wu, why don't you take a look at the current situation?"
The guards closest to the imperial army heard Wu Xian's order and swarmed forward. The destructiveness can be imagined. More than a dozen swords, guns, swords and halberds were all stopped at the same time by a skeletal general who came out of the ground. More than a dozen people pressed down hard, but the bone-white general didn't move at all.
The guards gritted their teeth and tried their best to suck the milk.
Nothing can be done against the Bones Warriors and he can sweep away with one blow.
The gun shadow collided head-on, and more than a dozen people immediately flew backwards, falling to their knees. Some people stood up in pain and covered the wounds on their chests, but they could only feel the broken ribs. This injury is not fatal, what is more fatal is the death energy that is wandering wildly and rampantly in the limbs! They were like maggots clinging to the bones, gnawing and tearing apart the elixirs and meridians of several people, which was like Ling Chi's attack!
"Shuzi!"
The one who was slightly injured slapped the ground and jumped up.
Although the civil and military skills are reversed, the skills that have been learned for many years are still there!
Unexpectedly, before he could charge forward a few steps, a slightly cool collision force hit his throat. The guard's momentum stopped, and he was taken back a few steps. He used the weapon in his hand to stab the ground backwards to stabilize his body. The next moment he stood firm, he heard his master Wu Xian's shocked and heart-wrenching cry. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be calling his cousin.
He blinked in confusion, and the dull pain in his throat came belatedly.
He lowered his head slightly and saw only half of the tail feathers.
The slightest movement of swallowing will cause severe pain.
The power of this arrow would not be able to take away a brave warrior who wears armor under normal circumstances. If it is a more powerful general, it will be difficult to even get close. However, today's generals are all half-assed, and so are the scribes. It shouldn't be too easy to take away a half-assed rookie literary scholar under a sneak attack!
Without waiting for him to endure the injury, he pulled out the feather arrow.
Buzz——
Another arrow hit the center of the eyebrow.
The arrow pierced the center of the eyebrow and flew out from the back of the head.
The guard died with great reluctance.
As his body fell, his vision gradually blurred. Darkness surrounded him like a tide, and an indescribable coldness squeezed his soul from all directions. His body began to fall, and the further he fell, the colder his soul became, until he lost consciousness.
Dingle bell!
In the darkness, there was a faint ringing sound.
A large open space appeared next to Wu Xian and the Imperial Master.
The corpses pierced by arrows and turned into hedgehogs were lying on the ground. They were all familiar faces to Wu Xian! There are some who are not of the same mind as him and oppose him all day long, while there are also important ministers who are loyal to him. The fallen personal guards were his direct descendants, and quite a few of them came from a large branch of the Wu family. Their fathers and brothers also sacrificed their lives for Wu Xian's cause.
Now, everything fell dramatically at his feet.
Wu Xian’s world is dyed red with blood.
Intense hatred soared into the sky, and his eyes were scarlet.
“Ahhhhhhh——”
The pain and regret in my heart cannot even be vented by roaring.
Looking at Wu Xian, whose whole body was bursting with red light, the Imperial Master frowned. Wu Xian had a vague tendency to break through the constraints of the scribes.
He was not surprised by this.
Even though he has been perfecting the way of a scribe for many years, Wu Xian holds the national seal after all. No matter how useless he is, he is still the master of a country. The way of princes is more shameless than the way of scribes. The Imperial Preceptor didn't want to raise a tiger to cause trouble, so he just gave up: "Take it down and destroy it!"
The bones of the warriors were ordered and prohibited.
“Don’t hurt my lord!”
The general of Gao Kingdom, who was far away, almost vomited blood.
He was anxious but was held back by a steady stream of white-bone warriors crawling out of the pit. These skeletons were not afraid of death. If they were broken, they could pick up the bones and hit them at the joints without looking at the ones they picked up. Whether the bone is your own, start beating once it is settled.
They can come back countless times.
They cannot do it with flesh and blood.
For a time, the skeleton warriors were beating more and more, and their bodies were injured one after another. If the soldiers could not generate morale and use morale to build defenses, the army would probably collapse even faster. It was difficult to protect oneself, let alone rescue Wu Zhaode.
It’s hard to change the outcome even if everyone sheds tears.
If nothing else, the accident will happen.
A ray of red light came through the air, piercing through dozens of skeletons with one shot, just in front of Wu Xian, who was covered in blood. When Wu Xian saw the figure clearly, his expression went numb. Others were completely dumbfounded. Even the national master's facial nerves began to lose control, wondering whether the person had gone to the wrong place. What was even more shocking was yet to come. After a while, another pigtail stepped on the person and flew over.
It can be seen that he is not very skilled in using [Chasing the Wind and Sneaking the View], and every facial muscle is used with great strength.
“It’s so slow!” Gong Xiqiu slapped the head of a nearby skeleton with one hand, inserted the other hand into the Tianling cover of another skeleton, unscrewed it, charged up and threw it violently, hitting the one in the center. Baiguqun, "I never want to be a literary scholar in this life." A literary scholar who uses [Chasing Wind and Sneaking Scenery] is like an 80-year-old woman sitting in a carriage. She is elegant, but her speed is also excruciatingly slow. A military commander pays attention to efficiency in killing, but he wants to do it gracefully?
Wu Xian’s mind was in a state of confusion.
It took me a while to remember——
The braid who came later was Gong Xiqiu, a foreign barbarian who had such a good relationship with Shen Youli that they had an affair. The boy who came first looked like the illegitimate son of the two. . If it wasn't Shen Youli's child, it had to be Gongxi Qiu's. Right now, Gao and Kang are still enemies!
Gong Xiqiu seemed to see through Wu Xian's thoughts.
Said quietly: "To capture the thief, capture the king first."
Wu Xian thought of himself.
Gong Xiqiu added: "It's not you."
Wu Xian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. The momentum he had just forcibly boosted also dropped sharply, and the sequelae of the explosion were felt in his limbs - loss of strength! At this point, anyone who is not blind can see that this national master has plotted against the two countries.
To capture the thief, capture the king first. This "king" is naturally the national master.
Jimo Qiu has no distracting thoughts.
Only the head of the national master can be seen in his heart.
Wu Xian looked at Gong Xiqiu holding a wooden stick in his right hand to deal with the bones flexibly, and he had a sense of an old lady using a dragon-headed stick to show off her power. At the same time, he was holding a book slip in his left hand and cramming it, and the veins on his forehead jumped hard a few times. . Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a weapon from the ground, helped him sweep the formation, and shot away the cold arrows that came out of nowhere.
"Shen Youli has the ability to clone himself now?"
Can he actually send out helpers to catch the national master?
Anyway, it indirectly saved my life.
Gong Xi Qiu said: "Better than you."
Compared to Gao Guo, who was caught off guard and turned into a mess, Kang Guo's side was indeed much better. The three armies formed an orderly formation to fight against the skeleton warriors who crawled out. They blocked the first wave of impact and bought enough time for Gong Shuwu to display his skills as a scribe. On the battlefield in Kangguo, living people and bones can be divided in half.
The quality of the bones he awakened was obviously not as good as that of the old troops of Wu Kingdom.
The only advantage is that the grievances caused by these bones being framed and killed by Wu Guo during their lifetime are probably too heavy and have not been resolved for more than a hundred years, so they are willing to help fight the war without any coercion from Gong Shuwu. They are brave and brave. Afraid of death! Kang's soldiers and horses used them as a line of defense to organize counterattacks, which also greatly reduced casualties.
Wu Xian was choked so much that he almost vomited blood.
“Here you go!”
He raised his foot and kicked away a weapon that Gong Xiqiu had handy.
Gong Xiqiu was kicked away and warned: "Don't get in the way!"
Wu Xian: "..."
Only then did he discover the wooden stick in Gong Xiqiu's hand Unusually, a bone struck once with a wooden stick will move sluggishly. If struck a second time, the bones will crack. If struck a third time, the bones will fall apart. They cannot be put together and restored in a short period of time. These skeleton warriors seemed to be able to think and were much more cautious towards Gong Xiqiu, no longer swarming him like before.
They choose a smarter way, they cannot change from melee to long range! He raised his hand and transformed into a spear that was more than ten feet long, and the spears stabbed together, or transformed into a bunch of bows and arrows, and fired several rounds at the same time.
Today's Gong Xiqiu is not the one who could clear an area several feet away with a single shake of his tiger body. If the enemy wants to play tricks on him, he will grit his teeth in anger. After much stumbling, he succeeded in giving his eldest brother a boost of word spirit that was better than nothing. Basic word spirit was so difficult, let alone the offensive and destructive Wenxin word spirit.
At this moment, the wooden staff in his hand felt strangely hot.
When I looked down, I found that the little red flower had been splashed with blood.
Gong Xiqiu secretly said: "It's not good!"
This little red flower is the lifeblood of the elder brother.
Just when he was thinking about how to explain to Jimo Qiu, the petals of the little red flower grew wildly, and the stamens gathered red beads the size of fish eggs, and a ray of immature consciousness came into his mind.
Gong Xiqiu's expression was subtle for a moment: "Is it used like this?"
On weekdays, the eldest brother would use his magical power to warm and nourish the little red flowers when he had nothing to do. This is also the reason why the little red flowers bloom undefeated all year round. While the little red flowers are being warmed and nourished, they also store the magical power of Jimo Qiu. Over the course of several years, the amount of divine power accumulated has been considerable.
Come in handy at critical moments!
Gongxi Qiu is enlightened.
With a flick of the wooden stick, the "fish roe" scatters randomly.
So this is what it's like to be a high priest.
Gong Xiqiu's side is still relatively stable, and Jimo Qiu is also staring at the imperial master. It's just that the Imperial Master is protected by four or five skeleton generals who were not weak during his lifetime. They can also draw the endless stream of death energy on the battlefield for their own use, and they can't take it down for a while.
The Imperial Master had no fear of Jimo Qiu's actions, and his eyes were a little darker, and he mocked: "The high priest of the Gongxi clan, hahaha, is this what the First Lord couldn't ask for back then? "
Jimo Qiu asked quietly: "Are you the traitor?"
He parried several attacks by himself.
Although the movement is restricted, it is not cramped and there is obviously plenty of energy left.
"Traitor?" The Imperial Preceptor seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the curve of his lips was mixed with sarcasm, "In what capacity did the high priest come to question the old man? When it comes to loyalty, everyone in the Wu Kingdom , There is no one more loyal to the late master than Lao Chan."
He sighed.
said: "The people who killed the late lord are the Gongxi clan."
He looked at these colleagues of Pao Ze who crawled out of the ground more than a hundred years ago and said with emotion: "Wu Guo, what a pity."
After saying this, Liang Bo's eyes fell back on Jimo Qiu.
"High Priest, you deserve to die too!" He raised his hand and swiped in front of his eyes, his face armor appeared, and his martial armor was added to his body, and a strong martial aura erupted with him as the center. With a commanding momentum and an elegant temperament, he possesses the majesty of a warrior and the composure of a scribe while standing on a horse.
Dahu Camp.
Lin Feng carries the flag and rushes straight to the front line.
This large banner is four to five feet long, and the flagpole is thicker than the waists of two adults combined. It flutters in the wind and makes a hunting sound, which is particularly conspicuous. Because the actions of the three armies depended on the position of the general, Lin Feng could not retreat no matter what. Charge all the way to the vicinity of the big pit, protecting the flag while cleaning up the enemy's bones. She punched the ground with one punch, followed by several more punches that came down like raindrops.
Then the big bamboo stick was inserted into the deep pit, and dozens of bones were blown away with the backhand.
"Young people, if you have the guts, come again!" Dozens of [Corpse Vine] climbed up the flagpole, baring their teeth and claws to intimidate the intruders.
Under the flagpole, Lin Feng held a long knife.
Countless bones are still crawling out from the edge of the pit.
Lin Feng's murderous intent made them shrink their heads.
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The bones of social animals from thousands of years ago: "...what will humans be doing thousands of years from now?"